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devildom-moss · 5 months

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DiaLuci x MC dynamic

Lucifer: I would burn the world to the ground for you.

Diavolo: And I would build shrines to you atop the ashes.

MC: I wouldn’t ask that from either of you. Besides, I can’t offer you anything that extravagant in return.

Lucifer: My dear, you’re wrong. You underestimate the value of the peace you bring us.

Diavolo: Your affection is a comfort we cannot do without.

#sorry the last request had me thinking #you cannot convince me that these two would not be like that #lucifer #diavolo #gn!mc #obey me chat text #obey me #also I am convinced that Dia and Luci flirting with each other would just be the first two lines #dialuci #I’m fine. I’m normal about this #obey me lucifer #obey me diavolo #lucifer x diavolo x mc

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shepscapades · 8 months

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What if. What if I said I was thinking about them again

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werewolf-transgenderism · 7 months

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GOOOOOOD MORNING I HAD TO PAINT THIS IMMEDIATELY

#ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd s2 spoilers #my art #I’m feeling sooooooooo normal and fine about this btw.

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sugarcoated-lame · 1 month

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much to think about…

#i’m fine #i’m so normal #his fucking side profile !!!#he looks so good i can’t cope #how am I supposed to think about anything else for the rest of the day?#pedro pascal #lucien flores #the uninvited

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mediumgayitalian · 12 days

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“Thought you might like this.”

Nico turns the thin plastic casing over in his hands. It catches the limited light from the one open window, refracting a burst of rainbow across the shadowy ceiling.

“What…is it?”

“Mixtape.” Will rocks back on his heels, hands swinging slightly at his sides. He hums idly, flicking his gaze across the room faster than Nico can track. Distracted. “Songs ‘n stuff.”

Contrary to popular belief, Nico knows what a mixtape is. CDs as well, for that matter. In fact he distinctly remembers when they came out — the transition from cassette to CD was a triumphant one. Way easier for him to save his game processes and transfer to new machines as they came. (He wonders, idly, what happened to his stack of CDs left at the Lotus. Are they still there, standing alone in his half of the room? Next to his dresser, across from Bianca’s coin and token collection? Is there enough dust in that standstill place to cover the entire living space in a thick blanket of forgotten memory?)

“I can see that, Solace. I meant — why.”

“Because!” Solace gestures grandly, hands fluttering in some particular way that means nothing, really; just accentuates his wide grin, his twinkling eyes. The rocking he’s constantly doing, back and forth, back and forth, the twitching of his fingers. Electrons on a wire. “It’s been a while since you’ve had a radio or anything, right? Figured you might have a couple years to catch up on. Might be fun.”

Nico turns the CD case over again in his hand, peripherally aware of the shifting rainbows, still, reflecting off Will’s hair now, dying it redgreengold. There’s sharpie scrawled across the surface, completely illegible except for the plethora of exclamation points, the doodle of a cat, and the chain of flowers drawn carefully around the edge.

Will is smiling so, so brightly.

“Thank you,” Nico says quietly. He clears his throat, looking away. “I’ll, um. I’ll listen to it. Tonight.”

“Great!” Will chirps. “I got lots more, I’ll stop by after my shift and you can tell me what you liked. That way you can have more input on karaoke night.”

“Oh, I’m not gonna —”

“See you tomorrow! Write down what you think!”

“— do that.”

Nico returns his parting wave helplessly, watching as he sprints down the stairs and then, for no discernible reason, cartwheels three times on his way across the common. Immediately upon righting himself he walks into a (thankfully unlit) brazier and goes sprawling, calling out, to no one, I’m okay! and bounding back off.

“How are you alive,” Nico mutters to himself. He turns back to the CD case, running his thumb across the edges. He notices, for the first time, the hearts that have been drawn along the clasps. A smile pushes its way across his face no matter how hard he tries to fight it back.

When he plays it that night, lying on his bed with his headphones tucked over his ears and his Walkman resting on his stomach, the first song is Walking on Sunshine.

He can’t fight back a smile then, either.

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stagefoureddiediaz · 5 days

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Well this whole widow Eddie vibe whilst he’s missing from bucks coma takes on extra significance now!

#I’m fine I’m fine #I’m totally not thinking about the loudness of the absense at all #or about the black and the heartbroken Eddie #and how it was the writers and crew literally telling us we want to give you buddie but we can’t #so here we are - showing you that Eddie loves buck and knows he loves buck and can’t deal with the prospect of not having buck #like they totally went - let’s just treat this entire thing as if Eddie and buck were together and show how Eddie would react - we #have plausible deniability- fox can’t touch us!!#I’m totally normal thanks for asking!#911 abc #eddie diaz #evan buckley #buddie

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sad-emo-dip-dye · 5 months

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I NEED TO BE SEDATED

#THE PERSON ATSUSHI NEEDS BY HIS SIDE THE MOST!!!!#RRADAGAJSGSJAGHH #I’m fine #im fine I’m fine im being so cool and normal about this #bsd #bungo stray dogs #sskk #shin soukoku #atsushi nakajima #akutagawa ryuunosuke #interview is from popopretty on twt

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braxiatel · 4 days

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"There's gonna be more [stamps] coming when more Hermits get added to the system. There's only five left, including Stress"

Pearl has clearly learned from the Grian Mumbo potato incident. This time she's making sure Iskall knows that his specialist little guy /gender neutral CANNOT receive mail yet no matter how badly he wants to send her some

#Iskall: fine I’m gonna bully /r Joel about it #she even started with Iskall who is arguably a little bit normaller about Stress than Stress is about him #hermitcraft #hermitcraft spoilers #hermitcraft s #hermitcraft season 10 #iskall85 #pearlescentmoon #stressmon #stressmonster101 #stressmonster #stresskall #hermitshipping #for my first tag

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holographic-mars · 6 days

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Never forgiving tfa for taking cosmos episode from me I’m so mad. I’m so mad

GIVE HIM BACK GIVE ME MY LITTLE COSMO BACKHKK AAUGHH

AND HES SO CUTE

HES PERFECT HOW DARE YOU …..TFA COUNT YOUR DAYS TFA

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fruityfroggy · 22 days

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Lesbians who dress like this need to HIT ME UP

Um…anyways….

#/hj but also /srs #1.8 garments #reverse 1999 #medicine pocket #just me and my brain juices #I’m so normal about this skin #so so normal #but then again #I’m making this post at 2am #so maybe my thoughts aren’t coherent anymore #MEDPOC WAS ALREADY FINE ENOUGH #BLUEPOCH YOU CANT BE OUT HERE GIVING ME PALPITATIONS LIKE THIS I NEED TO SLEEP #patch 1.8 spoilers

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perfectlyripeclementine · 4 months

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right okay but imagine it’s stormy out and you’re all curled up in their arms and they’re gently scratching the nape of your neck. and you sweetly turn your heads towards them so you’re kissing their wrist. you look back at them and then kiss their palm and keep dragging your lips all the way up their hand. you kiss to the tip of their fingers and then you look them in the eye as you let them feel your tongue. you let them feel the whole length of it. looking at them still you start sucking, letting them feel the pressure on their skin. every surface of your mouth. soon your face is moving up and down as you let them fuck your mouth with their fingers. you see their eyes change, the sweetness in them turns into hunger. you climb on top of them, still making them watch themself push in and out of your lips.

#nblnb #this post is about queer sex #genderless nsft #genderless #queer nsft #genderless sext #anyways i’m feeling very normal this fine evening #weather has absolutely not at all got me yearning #me? pining? nah #could not be me #…..#Anyway

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notablogto · 3 months

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for real tho…

I’m genuinely scared the world is going to end before we get to see the Ineffable Husbands kiss and make up.

#good omens #anthony j crowley #aziracrow #aziraphale #michael sheen #david tennant #crowley #good omens 2 #good omens 3 #good omens season 3 #good omens s2 #ineffable husbands #don’t mind me #i’m totally fine #i’m totally normal about this

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fumifooms · 2 months

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thanks for infecting me with marchil its so so fun to just see them pair themselves up in the background now

especially love how much she picks him up like a cat (and when he has the opportunity to do it to her too he just lugs her around like a sack of oats) gosh i love them they're so funny

YAAAAAA 🎉🎉 I’m so glad to hear it welcome to the sillies corner 🤝

THEY’RE SOOO SO FUNNY

They’re worsties that cannot get enough of each other

#Ask #dungeon meshi manga spoilers #dungeon meshi #marchil #MAKE IT MAKE SENSEEE they’re so ‘see u later bestie!! <3 … Can’t stand their fake ass smh’#Ppl get on Marcille’s case about teasing him about his age but I think most forget how teasing her is Chil’s mission & calling 24/7 #-sends off an explosion near him- ‘Woah careful there!! Is he okay??!!’ ‘What are you a baby it’s just a lil explosion he’ll be fine’#Rest of the time: ‘CHIL ARE YOU OKAY OMIGOSH I’M COMING DON’T WORRY’#He laughs at her so so much. So often. They are united in haterism like ‘thank god we’re normal’ and then realize they are so obnoxious #I’ve been trying to think of funky ship names for them lately. Bc Short Fuse is taken by another ship from another fandom </3 #None feel perfect but… Closed book. Magiclock. Detonation… Implode explode… Bc she makes boom booms and he undoes traps which blow up #Also he bottles his feelings up until he bursts hehe #Anyways. Just a short comp of the sillies #Compilation #Marcille donato #chilchuck tims

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xjustakay · 3 months

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✺ (1/22) ✺ @jegulus-microfic prompt: cry — 1130 words (jegulus dads ft. harry; getting in trouble at school - but he’s got a real good reason, your honor)

Regulus hangs up his phone with a huff, pushing up from his desk chair to head up the hall to the living room. “James?”

“Yes, my love?” James calls back. He turns from folding laundry into piles on the sofa and frowns when he clocks the tension in Regulus’ face. “What could I have possibly done?”

“It’s not you, it’s your son,” Regulus mutters.

“My son?” James’ brows shoot upward.

“He’s your son when he gets into trouble.”

“I resent that.”

“Resemble it, more like.” Regulus rolls his eyes. “I just got off the phone with Pandora. She got a call from Harry’s school about him being in principal McGonagall’s office because of an altercation with another student.”

James blinks. “They’re five, what does that even look like?”

“Well, we’ll be finding out shortly, because we have to go pick him up. Lily’s got their car and she’s at work.” Regulus shakes his head as he goes to retrieve his coat from the peg inside the front door.

“Hey, hang on.” James grabs him gently by the elbow to get him to look at him. “I’m sure it’s not a big deal.”

“He’s in the principal’s office at five years old, James.”

“That happened a time or a few when I was—” James cuts himself off when one dark eyebrow is arched at him pointedly. “Right, not helping my case. Look, it’s Harry. It’s probably just a big misunderstanding.”

James lifts both hands to grab Regulus by the jaw, towing him in to kiss his forehead a couple quick times. The corner of Regulus’ mouth ticks upward despite himself.

As it turns out, it’s not a misunderstanding.

Instead of looking guilty, Harry looks instantly defiant, arms crossed tight over his chest and chin tilted upward, when Regulus and James join him in the principal’s office.

“Have a seat.” Minerva McGonagall motions across her desk to the open chairs on either side of their son. “Harry, would you care to explain to your fathers why we’re here?”

Harry’s brow furrows as he lets out a huff. “I tackled someone in the sandbox.”

Regulus tilts his head. “Pardon?”

James cuts him a vaguely admonishing look before his focus returns to the child between them, expression softening. “What happened, mate?”

“He made Luna cry, daddy!” Harry whines. “He kept on pulling her hair and calling her Loony.”

Regulus whips toward McGonagall, glaring icily. “And where’s that boy?”

“He’s also been spoken to and picked up by his parents, mister Potter,” She tells him.

“That’s not all, either!” Harry interjects with a dramatic flail of his arms. “I went and told him he was being mean and to say sorry, but he said he was sorry to me ‘cause I have a weird family.”

“Alright, that’s not—” James’ mounting irritation gets cut off when McGonagall lifts a hand to halt him.

“Then he said his mum and dad are talking all the time about how papa’s gonna leave us all someday, and I got really mad so I tackled him and hit him.”

Oh.

Oh, that’s…

Regulus stares at Harry for a long moment, an unexpected pang in his chest. He didn’t know what to expect coming down to the school, hearing Harry’s story of what had occurred. He certainly had not assumed it had anything to do with him.

Harry is so like James, standing up for those he loves with everything he’s got. Even if it gets him into trouble.

Opening and closing his mouth twice, Regulus catches James’ eye. A small smile curls at his husband’s mouth, an odd cocktail of pride and sadness mixed in his hazel eyes. Regulus suddenly knows the feeling, complex as it is.

“I understand you were upset and looking out for your family, but you know you’re not supposed to hit people, mate,” James tells Harry.

“I know…” Harry mumbles, ducking his chin.

“If someone’s being mean, you tell a teacher, alright?”

“Yes, daddy…”

Regulus, lip pinched between his teeth, looks across the desk to find McGonagall’s eyes already on him. A strangely sympathetic look is offered to him from the older woman, but he ignores the twist it causes in his stomach.

Asks instead, “Is Luna alright?”

“I’ve spoken with her, as well, yes. Despite the issue, she said she’d like to finish her day as she usually does,” She confirms.

“Right, well, we’ll get this one home, then.” James claps his hands on his knees then pushes to stand. “So sorry, principal McGonagall.”

“Yeah, me too, sorry, principal McGonagall,” Harry mutters.

Harry shuffles off his chair to follow James on the way out of the office, Regulus grabbing his Spiderman backpack for him. He’s last to the door, which means the ‘mister Potter’ that’s called after them can only be for him. He turns with dark brows lifted, tries not to look too confused when McGonagall’s mouth twitches upward just barely.

“That’s quite the little boy you’ve got standing up for you, there,” She says.

Regulus glances back the other direction at where James and Harry are walking to the school’s main door hand in hand. His own small smile appears, throat tightening before he quietly clears it.

“Yeah, he’s really something,” He murmurs, turning back to the woman. “We’ll work on the hitting bit.”

“That’s good, yes,” She snorts, waving him off.

Regulus catches up to his family, falling into step on Harry’s other side. He makes it a point to ensure that he’s the one who helps Harry into the back of the car when they reach it. Keeps an eye on him pulling his seatbelt across himself on his booster while James settles in the driver’s seat, watching them in the rear view mirror.

Mind still reeling a bit with the turn of events, he can’t help but feel like he’s meant to say something.

“Harry, my darling, you—” Regulus twists his lips to the side as he runs a hand over Harry’s messy hair affectionately. “You know that I’m not really going anywhere, don’t you?”

“Of course, papa.” Harry nods surely. “I know you love us all too much.”

Regulus smiles faintly, nodding in return. “That’s my boy.”

He leans in to leave a kiss against the side of Harry’s head, double checks his seatbelt is secured appropriately, then closes the car door. When he drops into the passenger seat, he finds James looking over at him adoringly, a bright smile on his face. Wordlessly, he leans over the center console to press a lingering kiss to Regulus’ lips.

“Does this mean I can still have dessert after dinner tonight?” Harry asks from the back.

There’s a shared laugh between Regulus and James, two wide smiles pressed together now, before they finally separate to get on their way home.

#jegulus #starchaser #sunseeker #jegulus microfic #jegulus dads and little harry feels strike again #they’re a little family :(#there’s so much love :(#harry is the sweetest bean :(#i’m fine feeling very normal about them obviously #(sobbing into a pillow as we speak)#jeggy dads series #kay’s writing #kay’s microfics

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bucklavaa · 16 days

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Thought about hen getting buck a little cupcake with the bi-pride flag on it

#911 spoilers #911 abc #it’s okay it’s okay I’m completely normal and fine about them.#I don’t think about them 24/7 at all #hen wilson #evan buck buckely

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biboybuckley · 10 months

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i just watched x-men first class (for the first time) and… i expected a little gay. but holy FUCK that was so much more gay than i thought.

#i really need someone to be insane about thsi with me #like i get the standard homoeroticism of male friendship #but jesus christ y’all #anyway #i’m fine im normal #we’re all good #charles and erik #charles x erik #cherik #charles xavier #erik lensherr #xmen first class #x men first class #professor x #magneto #x-men

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